Πονηρή "ερωμένη"

Φλερτάρεις με τη Θλίψη, χορεύεις μαζί της ένα βαλς, σε αγκαλιάζει.
Τη χαϊδεύεις ενώ κοιτάτε τις σταγόνες της βροχής να κυλούν στο τζάμι.
Την πας βόλτα κάτω απ' τα σύννεφα, σε γεμίζει και σε ζαλίζει, κάνει τα μάτια σου να κοιτούν μισάνοιχτα τον κόσμο. Είναι μια πονηρή ερωμένη, αλλά δεν της θυμώνεις ό,τι κι αν κάνει. Ξέρεις ότι δεν φταίει εκείνη.

Την αποδέχεσαι για να τη μεταμορφώσεις σε κάτι άλλο, πιο όμορφο και χρήσιμο. Αλλά τα κόλπα σου δεν πιάνουν, οι μηχανισμοί σου δεν λειτουργούν. Αυτή τη φορά δεν μπορείς ούτε να το γράψεις για να το ξορκίσεις, να κάνεις ένα έντιτ το κείμενο και να το μεταμορφώσεις σε γλυκό ποίημα.
Κάπου διάβασα αυτό "Το γράψιμο δεν είναι και τόσο δύσκολο πράγμα. Το μόνο που έχεις να κάνεις είναι να καθίσεις μπροστά σε μια γραφομηχανή και να ανοίξεις μια από τις φλέβες σου." 
Όταν πήζει το αίμα δεν μπορείς να βγάλεις τα μέσα σου στο χαρτί, ούτε στο πληκτρολόγιο. Από αλλού πρέπει να βγουν και να λιώσουν πρώτα...

Κάθε μέρα αγαπώ και μισώ τον κόσμο λίγο περισσότερο. 

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Πάμε να φύγουμε...

...να ανηφορίσουμε εκείνο το χωματόδρομο.


Πάμε ψηλά, σε εκείνο το βουνό κάτω από το ραντάρ.

Εκεί που το μοναδικό φως είναι των αστεριών.

Εκεί που ο αέρας λυσσάει και κάνει κρύο ακόμα και το καλοκαίρι.

Εκεί που άκουσα την ησυχία να μου τραγουδάει.

Εκεί που δεν υπάρχει κανείς και τίποτα καλό ή κακό να μας αγγίξει.

Εκεί που ταξιδεύω κάθε φορά που ακούω αυτό το παλιό τραγούδι...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Neas5ATJJnc

A fight with a demon…

Angel remember on Saturday night… Or was it on Sunday morning…

Well, doesn’t matter. Do you remember when I fought with the demon?

The last time that happened, I saw him.

It was the first time I observed a demon from so close.

I saw the evil smile on his face when he saw me.

He thought he hit a gold vein, because I was vulnerable.

I saw the lust in his eyes, the lust for a new soul and a new body to conquer.

I saw the sparks jumping out of his eyes when he thought he could have me.

He was handsome somehow. Even though I knew he was all rotten, he looked you know… charming… in a way.

I suppose that is how he does his deals with humans. He charms them and then he takes over them.

I refused to listen to him.

And I felt good while drowning him.

I enjoyed shrinking his rotten body.

I felt so powerful when I sent him away with all that brilliant light.

I felt so strong when I saw his eyes become empty.

Only shadows were left in there.

I could smell… that oh so strange smell like something was burning.

Like sulphur and methane and smoke from something I did not recognize.

But the best part really, was that the sparks where coming out of my very own eyes.

I charmed him…

I made him think I was his victim but he became mine instead…

I killed him once. He has died many times though but this one he will remember!

Drowning in light and love leaves you a mark.

And when you are a demon, it leaves you eternal scars.

He might come back for me angel.

I know you will be there too.

But the final hit on him.

The brightest light of all…

Always comes from my very soul.

I will be ready for his next attack.

I will be prepared.

And that fight will be mine…

again!

Happy… a friend of mine wonders how that feels like…

Angel,

Do you know how happy feels like? I guess that might seem a little familiar to you, compared to other emotions. Here is how it feels in a flesh…

…like a day with perfect weather, jumping out of bed in a rush of excitement because you can’t wait to live this day! A smile is drawn on your face no matter what you do, even while you brush your teeth, like being in love but without the bitterness! Everything seems absolutely great, balanced like a balloon floating merrily on the sky. Even ugly things look pretty. You feel like you want to share with the whole world that silly smile you have and you don’t mind if you look silly.

It’s like flying on every step you make. And for a moment there, you are complete… you really can look up the sky and say without a single doubt “I honestly don’t mind dying today”.

It’s like if a magic wand disappeared every bad, hurtful, ugly, dirty, evil, sad, disappointing, painful, unfair thing from the whole world and you just don’t worry about anything anymore. You are free!

You are so blessed and so care-free, like a young child. You feel like singing, or dancing, or playing or actually crying, because happiness fills you from toes to top and you desperately need to express your self or you are going to burst into butterflies and fairy dust from that endless joy! You begin to laugh like if it is the first time in your life…

Finally you look towards the wonderful sky and scream gratefully from the bottom of your heart

“Thank you! That is the most wonderful life I can live.”

Sad is...

My angel,

Do you know

How sad feels like?

No? I thought so…

Sad feels like your wings are burned down aching

Sad feels cold and boiling at the same time

Sad feels like something pushing you inside and hurting you…

constantly

Sad feels like your senses have abandoned you

And you can’t taste or smell or feel or see or hear

but still

you know there is something wonderful there

right infront of you

In your reach

but still

you can not sense it.

Sad feels like when you are trying to help and protect me

and I don’t let you.

Not because I don’t need your help.

But because

I don’t want to feel obliged…

Alive…

My angel,

Do you know

how alive feels like?

It feels like a cool breeze on your face

or a mighty wind making you wanna fly

or just surf along with it on the air…

While you breathe you feel strong

powerful and clean

You feel god present

in every cell of your body,

the whole of you full of movement

energy and love.

Your presence is full, whole, complete, free

Alive…

And ready to choose the breeze or the tornado!